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Дата выпуска: 23.09.2013
Язык песни: Английский
Jock The Singing Welder |
Any shipyard man can sing when he works upon the hull\nAmongst the noise and the clamour that he all but disregards\nSo he’ll sing to himself and no one pays him any mind\nHe’s just another crazy welder in the shipyards\nBut inside this welder’s helmet, if you’ll let me demonstrate\nWhen the mask is in position, and the fumes accumulate\nThere’s the finest echo chamber with a sound that can’t be beat\nWhere I’m the king of rock and roll and the world is at me feet\nAnd it may not sound like much to all them jokers on the squad\nBut inside of here I’m singing with the voice of fucking God\nI’m Jock the singing welder\nHeavy metal, rock and roll\nJazz blues, roots reggae\nCountry, rockabilly, soul\nWhen I’m singing, well you’d best lock up your daughters and your mothers\nI’m Gene Vincent, Eddie Cochrane\nI’m the missing Everly Brother\nI’m Jock the singing welder\nI’m heading for the heights\nI’m Jock the singing welder\nAnd the acetylene lights\nWell, I’m more than just a welder\nAnd I’m telling you my name\nOne day you’ll see it blazoned\nIn the rocking hall of fame\nI’ve got these songs in my head\nI’ve got this dancing in me bones\nI’m Roy Orbison, Elvis Presley\nI’m Tom Fucking Jones\nI’m Jock the singing welder\nI’m heading for the heights\nI’m Jock the singing welder\nAnd the 'cetylene lights\nPrometheus he stole the fire and he brought it down to Earth\nIt was a prehistoric welder, who figured out what it was worth\nThey called it holy metallurgy and I want it to be clear\nThat no man puts asunder, what I’ve joined together here\nI’m Jock the singing welder\nIn the belly of the ship\nI’ve got my shaky leg\nI got my quivering lip\nI’m Jock the singing welder\nAnd I haven’t got a choice\nBecause I’m singing all day at the top of my voice\nI’m Jock the singing welder\nAnd the acetylene lights\nThere’s an empty throne waiting every Saturday night\nThere’ll be no more mistaking where I’ve set my sights\nI ain’t no pretender because it’s mine by rights\nI’m Jock the singing welder and the acetylene lights\nJock the singing welder and the acetylene lights\nJock the singing welder and the acetylene lights\nJock the singing welder and the oxy-acetylene lights |